Monday, August 07, 2006

I cross Congress Street near the Union Oyster House and the New England Holocaust Memorial. When you visit Flickr, you'll see in my Boston sest that I added a picture of people crossing the street because on a day as beautiful as today, it's fantastic to walk from Downtown Crossing to North Station to catch the train. Life moves all around and a for a little while you let go of the bull and aggravation. You can forget the idiot slights and corproate gibberish and nonsense of the day and get lost in the golden hour sunlight. Or at the very least snicker about the horrible shoes the tourist in front of you is wearing. I love my city.